Chang’an Peasant Girl

An Jing led Su Mo and Su Xin out, and seeing the red flowers in the yard, she smiled: "Ning Zihan sent it again?"

"Who else would give me flowers except him?" An Baobei held a bunch of roses in her arms and said unhappily.

An Jing smiled and said: "Didn't your uncle Lu also give you flowers last time?"

"Those were champagne roses, different from this, I prefer this kind."

An Jing laughed immediately: "It turns out that Ning Zihan is the one who likes you."

An Baobei was not annoyed, but said: "It's not that he likes me, but the flowers he sent me. Mom, do you want them? If you want, just pick any, there are so many here."

An Jing smiled and said: "I don't want them, otherwise your dad will be angry, and I can only accept your dad's flowers."

An Jing didn't want those roses, but Su Mo and Su Xin, two friends, looked at the bright red and liked them very much. They wanted to rush into the sea of ​​flowers to play, but An Jing held them back and didn't let them go.

"Momo, Xinxin, be good. Don't take that flower. It has thorns and will hurt you."

Su Xin was disobedient and kept shouting in a baby voice: "Mommy wants flowers, flowers, flowers."

An Jing had no choice but to pick the thorns of two bunches of roses with An Baobei, and then give the two bunches of roses without thorns to Su Xin and Su Mo to play with.

In the following days, Ning Zihan not only often asked people to send red roses to An Baobei, but also flew to Su's house in S City to stay for two days from time to time.

Of course, staying is not the purpose, but seeing An Baobei is the purpose. Everyone knows it in their hearts, but because Ning Zihan pursues An Baobei in a very disciplined way, no one says anything.

That day, Ning Zihan was packing up and preparing to stay at Su's house for another two days, but his cell phone rang.

He looked at the cell phone on the side and saw that it was Li Junlin calling. Ning Zihan stopped packing his things, picked up the phone and answered it.

As soon as the call was connected, Li Junlin's happy voice came over: "Zi Han, I'm getting married!"

Ning Zi Han continued to pack his things with one hand, and said lightly: "You may not have woken up yet. The day before yesterday, you told me that Wu Tong refused to see you in the army, and today you told me that you are getting married? Or have you given up your childhood sweetheart and are planning to marry someone else?"

"Get lost! Who else would I marry besides Wu Tong? I am marrying Wu Tong. It's just that Wu Tong left the army for me and has returned to me. She will never leave me again. Of course, I have to get married as soon as possible, and she has no objection."

Ning Zi Han snorted: "What means did you use to make her leave the army for you? Being a soldier has always been her dream."

"Hasn't her dream come true? She's been a soldier for so many years, that's enough. Actually, there's no trick. It's just that I vomited blood three months ago, and she happened to see it. She probably thought I wouldn't live long, so she left the army so happily."

"What do you mean by not living long? She's not with you now, right? Otherwise, how dare you say such a thing?"

"She's talking to her parents in the living room downstairs. You're right. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to say that. If she's really angry, it's normal for her to ignore me for a year or two."

"If you don't provoke her, she won't be angry." After a pause, Ning Zihan asked, "When is your wedding?"

"On the 18th of this month."

"So soon?" Today is already the tenth.

"In fact, I've prepared my wedding a long time ago, just waiting for her nod. Now that she's nodded, of course it can be done quickly, not quickly."